When You Were Here With Me

I wrote this while thinking about my Gramma when she was in the hospital.

I'm sitting here in this empty house Listening to the hard rain pound on the roof Wondering why you're not here. It's going to be way worse without you, I want this to change, To go back in time now and somehow rearrange What I'm left with, how things are now Watch it all fade away And bring me back to how it used to be, When you were here with me.

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